DISCLAIMER: I don't own Lizzie, please don't sue.
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Everyone awoke to the alarms buzzing off. They immediately got dressed and met up with Gregory downstairs. After breakfast, everyone boarded the bus, and they headed to the Blossom Music Arena to practice a few more times- they wanted to be in top condition for tonight's concert.
Meanwhile, across town, the Mothers Against REALITY were having a meeting, and were coming up with a sinister plan- one that they should not take into action.
"And the newest member is Matt, Lizzie's sister, right?" one of the people asked.
"Yes." the leader, Sharon, answered. "And if this plan goes right, REALITY will have to quit."
Over at the arena, everyone had practiced for a long time, and were on break. Matt was doing a really nice job, even on his first practice, and Melina had quickly learned how to manage to sound system.
Everyone spotted a small group of children, who were around the age of seven. They were wearing the new REALITY shirts, and had been watching the group practice, their eyes widened. When they asked the band for autographs, they gladly agreed, and they found out that these children were orphans, and were living on foster care- luckily, the foster family was a kind one, and they had done their best to get them to this concert.
"But we could only get back row tickets." the father said.
"We can re-arrange that." Gordo said, and he pulled out a front-row ticket for both parents and for the three children.
"Really, you don't have to do this." the mother said, trying to refuse the tickets.
"I don't have to, but I wanted to do it." Gordo said, making her take the ticket.
"C'mon, kids- we have to go get ready, and these people still have to practice." the father said.
"Oh my god, thanks for reminding us!" Lizzie said, realizing that their break had ended about five minutes ago. The family left, and they ran back to the stage, where Gregory was waiting.
"Greg, we're really sorry about the delay, but these kids saw us and-"
"I know what happened, and I don't have the slightest problem with it." he interrupted.
Everyone got back to practicing, and testing out the special effects and things like that. They went back to the hotel four hours before the concert started, and rested up.
"Are you sure you're gonna be okay?" Larry asked Miranda, as they sat in their room.
"Yeah, I'll be fine." Miranda said.
"Have you told them yet?"
"No, not yet. But I'm going to, soon." she said. "We found out about this only a week ago."
The hours passed slowly, and then it was time. Gregory called everyone out of their hotels, and as they walked out to the bus, he explained that they would have a contest that night, where twenty people who entered, would get to meet the band and get a photo after the concert. Everyone agreed that it was a great idea, but they insisted that if they were going to do this, the three children they met at practice would get backstage, no matter what. Gregory said that he'd reserve a spot for them backstage.
They arrived at the arena, and went backstage to get ready, while CYCLONE and MAKO got the crowd started. Miranda was still deciding on when to tell everyone, as she, Gordo and Matt tuned their guitars up. Larry was telling Matt about the adrenaline, while Matt listened in excitement. Then, it was time. Gregory led them to the small dark room and introduced him. Gordo and Matt began playing the into to the song Top Speed, and everyone rushed out onstage, the adrenaline running fast.
Everyone greeted the crowd once the song was done, and they began laying again. They played eighteen songs that evening, before smashing their instruments and saying goodnight. Everyone went back to the hotel, tired from their performance. The couple snuggled in their beds and went to sleep.
A few hours later, a masked bandit managed to sneak into the hotel, and went up to room 412. He quickly drew out the card he'd stolen from behind the receptionist's back, and he opened the door. He found what he was looking for. He quickly walked up to Matt, and fastened a piece of tape around his mouth. Matt woke up, but the person just held a knife to Matt's throat.
"Make one noise, and you're dead." the man said, as he tossed a small note on the bed, and pulled Matt out of the hotel, tossed him into the car, and drove off. He arrived at the other hotel across town, where he was tied up to a chair, and the bandit was paid $700. The women looked at him, and announced that they were the Mother Against Reality.
Melina woke up the next morning, and saw that Matt was gone- she found the note, and what was on the note made her furious. She got dressed, and met up with everyone, showing Gregory the letter. he read aloud,
To the members of REALITY,
We tried to warn you, but you would not listen. We told you to quit, but you didn't. We told you there would be consequences, but you didn't believe us. Well, now we have Matt, and the only way you're getting him back is if you promise to quit for good.
From the M.A.R.
"Great, they followed us, and now they're trying to make us quit." he growled.
"How are we going to get him back?" Lizzie asked.
"It's easy. The M.A.R. seems like a tough group, but once you backfire their plans, they're weak- almost too weak." Tony answered. "So all we have to do is find a way to backfire on them somehow, and they'll let Matt go."
"But how do we find out where he is?" Miranda asked.
"That group is stubborn as well." Gregory said, showing them the top of the note- it said HOLIDAY INN. Everyone got into the bus, and decided on a plan. Meanwhile, over at the Holiday Inn, the M.A.R. was questioning Matt, but he wasn't answering. They were threatening to keep him with them, and they'd take him away from the band, but he didn't speak.
In about fifteen minutes, everyone had agreed on a plan. Gregory started the bus up, and they headed off for the Holiday Inn.
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That was chapter 8! Chapter 9's in the making already. See ya!